Welcome to my blog!

The purpose of this blog is to share with you my upcoming internship in Mumbai (Bombay), India and the journey in preparation for it. It has so far been an interesting experience and I have not even started my trip yet.

Why the name? I will be in Mumbai during June and July, the beginning of the Monsoon season. Learning to wade through flooded streets and work with this natural phenonema is to me very similar to the learning experience I have had so far and am sure to face in India. Most of India's water supply falls during the Monsoon season. It is kind of a feast or famine on water. I found this analegous to India itself, a nation of extremes and it will be my challenge to learn to work with and within it. From what I have understood of India, this amazing nation will both pull on me like the raging flood waters and at the same time fascinate me like the tranquility of a steady stream.

I have the priviledge to travel with another student who has now also become a friend. She is as talented as she is kind and fun. Together we will set out to work with an inspirational company that is dedicated to empower women in deplorable situations, often in the slums of Bombay, to better their lives. The company works with small textiles producers and our task is to develop a plan to standardize the production process so they can deliver a more uniform end result.

Before I continue with this blog I want to take a moment and thank my family, friends and college. They have been very instrumental in making this trip possible and encouraging me as I am learning to have the two most important things in this journey: patience and endurance.

I hope my blog will entice you to consider traveling to India and help you with your preparations.

Let's start swimming!!

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

A reminder - life of extremes

As we return from a week in beautiful Kutch, I stand at the window of SHARE and look out over the Maratha Colony and still marvel at the fact that this is the posh area of Golibar. If I had not witnessed the total poverty of people litterally trying to make a home on the streets or places you don't even want to know about, it would be impossible for me to understand. But (un)fortunately, I now do.

Life in India is so different. I have already mentioned in earlier entries how values and life styles are so different, but even expectations and the long term outlook on things. There is a sense of accepting the status quo as they way it is. Is this a good or a bad thing? On one hand it might make it easier to live under the circumstances I stand here and look at, but does it maybe on the other hand hurt the possibility of future progress? It would explain why so many people are living like this and others are getting "filthy rich" (as Hetal put it) of the rent these people have to pay each month. Would you pay $175 (not even adjusting for cost-of-living index!!) each month to share an 8x8 room with your entire family? Here, with the only running water being the rain I am watching pouring down on the the make-shift roof tops of tarps and other garbage.

And yet, life goes on. I witness a busy market on the edge of Maratha with live chickens, goat, fruits, and a bakery.

This is indeed the posh area, life of extremes, slum and posh.





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